Venice Beach Dub Club & The Marine Rapper - Winter Soldiers

To all my real ones, my winter soldiers
You carry this nation pon your shoulders
To all my real ones, my winter soldiers
Stay ready the weather gets colder
To all my real ones, my winter soldiers
You carry this nation pon your shoulders
To all my real ones, my winter soldiers
Remember what the old men say
American Rasta like a natural disaster
Raining hellfire pon the heads of the masters
Evil moves quick but goodness moves faster
You got the numbers but we can outlast ya
Sunshine patriot a fair weather friend
First to criticize but the last to defend
Squander all the glorious gifts you have been given
And cuss the very house that you live in
We say God bless this nation and God bless this land
And God bless our bredren who can't understand
We one people, one race, one blood and one fate
United we stand with no hate
VBDC and the family
We on a mission and we pissin off the enemy
We only fear Jah we winter soldiers
And we ready for the righteous war
To all my real ones, my winter soldiers
You carry this nation pon your shoulders
To all my real ones, my winter soldiers
Stay ready the weather gets colder
To all my real ones, my winter soldiers
You carry this nation pon your shoulders
To all my real ones, my winter soldiers
Remember what the old men say
Alright
To all my real ones, Buffalo Soldiers
Tuskegee Airman, Montford Pointers
And all my sailors and Freedom Fighters
I carry your memory for all time and
Buffalo Soldier, I thought Bob Marley done told you
Peter done told you, stand up, get up for the olders
Don't wait for the POTUS, stand up, get up we the voters
We cannot Marvel, we need some more Winter Soldiers, quota
Gotta get it really Pop-ping soda, isn't chilly on this Rock, and colder
Never quitting till the Scar is over, Simba see the sky is Blue all over
But it isn't Jazzy, gotta be focused, gotta save our Country, gotta be bolder
Gotta be proud whether younger or older, Reggae for all of my folks
Stolen from out where we live and taken to a residence
Enslaved us, made us servants and been in the field ever since
No I will never forget, what my forefathers, parents did
America's Inheritance, the heir I win, the war and this
To all my real ones, my winter soldiers
You carry this nation pon your shoulders
To all my real ones, my winter soldiers
Stay ready the weather gets colder
To all my real ones, my winter soldiers
You carry this nation pon your shoulders
To all my real ones, my winter soldiers
Remember what the old men say
Alright
Alright
Ooh yeah

Written by:
Raymond Lott, Seth Caro

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